Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 447

In a heartbeat, Marguerite’s body was trembling, her legs shaking.

She approached the car, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch Frederick’s shoulder, “Fred…Frederick, what happened? Wake up, wake up…”

Frederick did not react, and all that awaited her was a deathly silence.

Suddenly, Marguerite’s head was buzzing, and she pushed Frederick again with more force..

“Frederick, don’t scare me. Wake up, wake up!”

Her voice, tinged with a sob, had scarcely ceased when Frederick rolled towards her.

Taken aback, Marguerite instinctively extended her arms to catch him, only to realize he was soaked through.

Touching him, she realized he was covered in blood!

turned to look at Hayes, only to

dare to ambush Frederick? Did

deathly

to drag Frederick from the driver’s seat. She then shouldered his body, stumbling her

being almost six feet tall, was a hefty

petite and could barely support him, but she gritted her teeth and managed

light, Frederick’s white shirt was thoroughly stained with blood, the

blood was pungent and unbearable, and Marguerite could not help but

helplessly, tugged at Marguerite’s nightgown, crying so

situation, and she was so panicked that her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. But she couldn’t afford to lose her composure now, for if she did, Hayes would

her hands into fists,

of hot water right

tears, the streaks of blood

and ran off. Now, she had to remove the

but she couldn’t